You Can't Spend Your Life Beating Yourself

I Can't Sleep With You Tonight, Baby, My Head's All Messed Up, You've No Idea. It's Somewhere Else And It's Full Of Voices And Songs And Bad Things.

You Can't Spend Your Life Beating Yourself Up For Something That Happened Yesterday. You Die If You Don't Follow Your Desire.

If Jealousy Was The Vindaloo Of Love, I'd Imagined Her Tongue Burning, And Such A Fire Forcing Her To Spill Her Truth.

Please Remove Your Watch,' He Said. 'in My Domain Time Isn't A Factor.

I Don't Want To Be Loved. I Want To Be Desired. Love Is Safety, But Desire Is Foul.